A Short History of War

Once upon a moonless night, 
as fog concealed the harbor light, 
a ship of shadows crept ashore
and loosed its heathen breath of war. 

Serpents writhed on shale and stone, 
and Satyr ruled the land alone, 
while the province slept and slumbered on
unversed in modern Babylon. 

Hence, the ravaged shores you see, 
the blackened earth, the blasphemy, 
Let's leave this place  with all Godspeed
and pray our way he won't impede.